Zen

The raging storm is Zen.

Dark clouds blanketing the sun.

The thunder crying.

The lightening embrace.

The waves pushing and pulling.

Razor sharp in a game of tug-and-war.

The sand flutters in an eternal dance.

The raging storm is Zen. 

No One But You

Written August 10th, 2017

 

No one can love you,

as much as you can love yourself.

No one can believe in you,

as much as you can believe in yourself.

No one can be as patient with you,

as you are with yourself.

No one can be forgiving of you,

as you are with yourself.

No one but you.

Life of Leaves

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Scattered leaves rejoices as the autumn rain showers them with love.

They remain calm until the wind carry them to their final resting grounds.

Winter will bury them with love underneath the brittle cold earth.

Patiently they await for the arms of spring to embrace them.

Together they will dance into the fierce summer.